Short Muds Poems

a hole in the roof means you'll see clouds
a hole in the plane means your going down
but if your just a hoe
muds seeps into the soul
you'll munch weeds and make rows of green chow...

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They drop succulent, ripe and basket-bound;

with a quick turn, skill runs the juice masterful.

Yet jaded wicker lips so slash your fingers red

that with a quick turn, you drop your quirky quill

as caustic acid anesthetic muds the dusty ground....

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My own proverb......


"Gems of purest rays serene when pulled out from the muds retains it purity
But a wise man speaks to a crowd of fools he too becomes a fool"

Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
All rights are reserved @ 2016 Ravi Sathasivam...

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the cool eastern muds of a destroyed day
the still,vacant bodies awaiting decay

a tear shed for a soul
a heart broken now a hole

Wade in the safety of a western morn
steady your head, prepare for your storm

Reach for an end to this despair
with bleeding fingers, and tangled hair

scream a scream as loud as a war
roar a roar as large as a boar

the silence will still come, and then who will love you?...

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If I was a young carpenter bee
I would bore in each and every tree
create a big tunnel
where family would funnel
If I was a carpenter bee

But if I was a cockchafer,
I would live a little safer,
I would hide my grubs,
for three years in muds,
If I was a cockchafer.

If not extinct, I would be a Dodo.
With my dumpy hooked bill, just so.
I would be “why-ing”
My wings aren’t flying
Bee, Bug and Fowl, don’t you know?...

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